The Disabled Young Master's Substitute Wife

The fate of my nephew?

Barley arrived at his office, his arrival was already in wait by Mr. Marco and Arief who were waiting for his arrival.

Mr. Marco was talking about the project of building their luxury hotel facilities.

Realizing Barley's arrival the three men stood up to greet him.

"Hallo Mr. Barley" said Mr. Marco, shaking his hand to shake.

Barley greeted the handcuff coldly.

They also sit back.

"What's this?"barley asked coldly.

"It is not that we have agreed to cooperate, I have read the proposal sent by Mr. Arief and I am very interested in becoming an investor in your latest project,"said Mr. Marco with a reassuring tone.

Barley scrunched his forehead.

"Ehm Sir after what happened to you and my mother, you still believe in our company?"barley asked doubtfully.

"Ha ha ha, this is Mr. Barley's business, and it has nothing to do with personal matters" Marco said.

Barley stared fixedly at the middle-aged man who still looked handsome for a while.

No one suspected that in Barley's eyes, Mr. Marco's eyes at the time did not imply revenge or hatred.

Barley straightened his body and crossed his hands together.

"Sorry sir, before that I want to know what you have to do with my mommy, until she is determined to finish you off?"barley asked with a fixed look.

Mr. Marco smiled.

"I've guessed young master, you must have asked me that" said Mr. Marco.

Mr. Marco glanced at Munir.

"Munir shows Andini's mistress's file and crime report to her son."

"Okay Sir!" Munirs.

Barley scrunched his forehead to see Munir open a map containing new files and files that look outdated.

"Please sir" said Munir, handing the files to Barley.

Barley grabbed it and shared it with Arief.

Barley's eyes followed every line of writing on the obsolete paper.

An english writing.

In the last row Barley closed the sheet while breathing out his weight.

"So my mother was once your financial director in Milan?"asked Barley, frowning.

"Then what's the problem?"ask Barley again.

"Please read everything sir, a piece of old paper would not have been able to reveal the facts hidden twenty-seven years ago."Master Marco.

"Sorry sir, just tell me what this all means, I don't have much time to read all these files."Barley's.

Arief is still reading carefully sheet by sheet of files presented by the Munir.

Something interested him, though,

He also poked Barley's hand, "Lord, look, this seems to be written evidence stating the embezzlement of the company money made by Mrs Andini against Mr. Marco's company," arief said while showing several sheets of paper that showed information that referred to Andini as a suspect.

Once again Barley was shocked to see the file addressed to Arief.

"Mommy,"he's groaning.

Mr. Marco grinned looking at Barley.

"So maybe because of that, Mrs Andini wants to finish me off Mr. Barley" said Mr. Marco.

Barley stared blankly, once again he felt very disappointed towards Andini.

Glug

Barley's chest rumbled.

"The color of Mrs Andini, my company is almost completely bankrupt, and I was also forced to stay in prison for five years because of his actions" said Mr. Marco clearly.

Barley bowed lethargic for a moment because he heard the words of Mr. Marco, the man who was usually always arrogant, now suddenly silent and downcast as if hiding his face.

Mr. Marco looked at Barley, who looked disappointed,

What if Barley knew if I was his father, would he accept my presence?

Barley's back trying to get hold of himself.

"Then? what do you want? why do you still intend to invest your shares in our project?"

"Hm, since I have no problem with you, the case has nothing to do with our business relationship," Mr.Marco

Barley was silent for a moment and then he nodded, "Well if this cooperation is to continue, the next meeting we will sign the contract."Barley

"Well, if so excuse me Mr. Barley" said Mr. Marco, shaking hands with Barley and Arief.

Both guests left Barley's room.

Barley sat back down by throwing his buttocks at the soft sofa in the room.

He rubbed his face rough while exhaling a heavy breath.

"What's up, sir?"asked Arief who saw Barley look riled up.

Barley puffed his head while stretching out his hands.

"My mom's in Arief prison, on charges of attempted murder against Mr. Marco, not only did she almost run away and run away with a billion in company money, too, and now Mr. Marco is again showing evidence of the crimes committed by my Mommy, Huh "sniffed Barley while scolding his temple.

Arief sat down beside Barley.

"Prophey sir every event must have a silver lining, I also feel so disappointed when I found out Aldo is one of the suspects of damaging your car sir."Ariefs.

"Hm, did you know that Rif turned out that Amora was pregnant, and she could have asked me to marry her, thankfully the plan failed" Barley said.

Many times he breathed his heavy breath.

"Of course I know that Amora is pregnant, because the child in Amora is the result of her dark relationship with Aldo" Arief said.

Barley was shocked until he jumped and immediately turned his eyes to Arief.

"So you already know?! why didn't you tell me?" Barley

"Sir, I know when Aldo was in an accident, do you remember in the hospital when I tried to warn you, to look after your wife? but instead of hearing my explanation, you suspected me, ", Arief snorted.

Barley turned his lazy eyeball," I'm so sorry "

"And you know Arief now Amora and her family are in prison because her parents helped Amora to escape" Barley said.

"One family sir?!"ask Arief to clarify.

Barley frowned, "Why are you so shocked to hear that, I'm not surprised they're just as sneaky."Barley grunting.

Arief was glued for a moment while tapping his index finger on the table.

"Then what about the fate of the baby in her womb, if Amora gives birth later? who's gonna take care of it?"

Barley turned towards Arief in annoyance.

"Huh, why are you asking me Arief, you think I want to take care of them, of course the baby will be taken to the orphanage or social service, huh, just like you don't know!," Barley's getting pissed.

Arief was silent for a moment.

"Hey Rif why do you care about them?"asked Barley who saw Arief's face change.

"I wouldn't care about them if the child in Amora's womb wasn't Aldo Tuan's biological son! What would my nephew be like if he were born into the world, without a father or a mother?" arief with teary eyes.

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